Bella Thorne Watch Me Novels & Stories

“I’ve seen that scar before.” “Where?” Professor Thorne asked sharply. Maya looked at her, then at Ryder. “On the man who was talking to my dad the night before I left. The one who said ‘she’s ready now.’” The room went quiet. Professor Thorne closed her eyes for a second, like she was trying to steady herself. “So they’ve been watching you,” she said. “Planning for this. Which means we don’t have time to wait.” She picked up a small wooden box from the table and handed it to Maya. Inside was a silver locket shaped like a wolf’s head, just like the necklace in her grandma’s box.

"Bella, are you seriously still working with those lunatic mafia bastards? Tell me you’ve come to your senses. Just tell me you’re done with that mess and that arrogant excuse of a boyfriend…" A smirk tugged at my lips. "Michael, relax. I’ve heard you." "Have you?" he snapped. "Because I swear, you have the worst taste in men and an even worse sense of self-preservation." I chuckled, shaking my head. "That’s not why I called." There was a beat of silence before he sighed. "Of course not. What do you want, Bella?" "A camera. Small, high-resolution, undetectable. I need it in twenty minutes."

In the video, Bella was meeting with a man who was acting suspiciously. Seeing this video, Bella's whole person lost control. How could there be this surveillance? The place where he met with that man should not have surveillance. This video must not let Benjamin see it, if Benjamin saw it, she would be finished. "Kourtney, you turn it off, turn it off, I want you to turn it off right now!" She screamed excitedly at Kourtney, demanding that Kourtney turn the video off immediately.

All three of them watch me with a similar expression in their eyes. “I was wondering where you were,” Bella suddenly appears behind them with two glasses in hand. She stretches one over to me, and though I don’t know what’s in it, I take it from her because it serves as a distraction. It makes me forget that behind Tony, Lily, the dude and now Bella, there are other people paying attention to me. “The call took longer than expected,” I tell her with a small apologetic smile. “Are you alright though? You look a little pale.”

Bella was not in at the moment, she was at the spa getting her make up done, after all she too had too look very nice before everyone, moreso the board of directors and the media in general, her father's company was widely known allover the country and it would be great if she were to get dressed up, it's not like she really wanted to do this, but she was only forced to do all this process by her her mom and twin brother, more like dragged her to the spa, obviously this was not her thing, she has never changed though, it was just like this was always hr character, but the only thing that she had changed all this years was unlike before, she was no longer putting on her normal buggy pants, sh

The crowd gasped. On the screen, Bella could clearly be seen opening Zara’s bag and placing the necklace inside. Her voice echoed from the recording: “Let me put this necklace here and see how you’re going to survive tonight.” And standing beside her in the video was Margaret watching quietly, as if she were watching a television show. Bella froze. Dante froze. Margaret froze. The crowd exploded with murmurs. “So they framed her?” “How shameless!” “I can’t believe this!” Zara calmly folded her arms.

Thea swallowed her saliva. This guy clearly recognized her. "Follow me," Thorne said, and then turned around and left. Thea followed Thorne and entered his room. Thorne took off his disguise and finally stared at her with red eyes full of grievances, saying, "After working so hard to promote me, do you really want to give me away to someone else?" Thea removed her disguise and revealed a fresh and natural face. She was as beautiful as a hibiscus, untouched by any artificial embellishments.

"What are you standing around for? Drag these two eyesores out of here! Do it quickly. Don't delay our party or ruin Mr. Burgess's fun!" His lackeys chimed in noisily as well. I looked coldly at Ralph as he jumped around, full of himself. Then, I took one last deep look at Gloria standing silently in the distance. Fine. Gloria had made her choice. I raised my wrist, revealing a custom communication watch engraved with the Thorne family crest, issued only to core members of the Thornes. Calmly, I pressed a speed dial I knew by heart. The call connected almost instantly. A steady, authoritative voice came through.

Bella’s POV "Wait... what?" My mouth parted in shock. The surprise in my eyes was obvious. At first, I just needed money to pay for the watch I bought. That idiotic thief stole it before I could even wear it to Lauren's party. All the girls in our group had one—it was like some new status code. They didn’t let me breathe, constantly bragging about it, showing it off. I wanted to shut them up, so I bought it—of course, on credit. I knew I couldn’t pay. But in that moment, all I wanted was to prove to those bitches that I had it too.

Catherine beamed leaning closer. “You guys don't need these.” Grace, walks up to them both. Handing out earpiece for the life stream. “No I wouldn't be needing that.” Margaret replied politely. Catherine nods also, Grace moved along. “We are going Live in a 45-second countdown.Please everyone I need you all to maintain —-” The room fell to a quite in a instance. “Hello, dear. She said with a wild smile, finding one of the contacts to sell Catherine Car Patricia Brooks smashed the table at